SSMT Verse 17 - Help!

School started this week, and one of the things I always tell my children when they are in school is "if you don't understand something or have questions, don't be afraid to ask for help."

That's good sound advice, right?

It's important that my kids know that it is ok to ask an adult when they need help solving a problem, learning to do something correctly, clarifying instructions and rules, or even getting directions to their next class. (For my 6th grader, who just started Middle School this year.)  There is no shame in admitting you need a little help.  We've all been there.

Even me...

What's good advice for my kids is good advice for me, right?

Why then, is it so hard for me to ask for help when I need it?  Perhaps it is because I expect too much of myself as an adult, mom, wife, homemaker, employee, and daughter.  Um, that's a lot of hats to juggle.  Maybe it's because I'm a bit of a perfectionist and I see myself as failing in some of those areas above mentioned.

Whatever the reason, I think after this week I have realized that it is ok, in fact, necessary, for me to recruit help managing the several different areas of my life.  For instance, the kids are old enough that they can help assemble their lunches for school.  And they can even do their own laundry, or at least help with their laundry in the afternoons.  They can also help themselves to a snack if they are hungry when they get home from school.

Those are all physical things that help me stay organized and take a little pressure off my daily schedule.  Let's talk a little about the spiritual side of things.

I live in a valley, so on most days when I am driving anywhere or even just sitting and looking out my dining room window, I look up to see the beautiful hills surrounding us.  They are breathtaking in any season.  In the Fall (the approaching season), they change colors.  Into Winter, they turn white with fresh snow.  Then in the Spring you can see the fields of rolling wheat and rows of grapevines or whatever crop is in season growing new.  Even in the Summer when things are dry the hills are a variety of color.  I love to watch the change and gaze out into the beauty of it all.

When I was determining what verse I wanted to memorize for Siesta Scripture Memory Team this first half of September, a particular psalm came to mind.  It is one that I have probably read again and again, but never taken time to memorize.  It is Psalm 121:1-2

"I lift my eyes up to the mountains -
Where does my help come from?

My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth."

I have the ultimate helper on my side: the Lord.  What a comfort to know that any question, any problem, any sadness or hardship that I come to Him with, He is able to help!

Every time I look at the hills for the next two weeks I will repeat these verses to myself and remember that God is my helper.

When I start to feel overwhelmed, (and maybe a bit sorry for myself,) I will remember where my help comes from - first and foremost, God - and then know that it is ok to ask for help.

The psalmist closes Psalm 121 with "The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forever."

He's looking out for me.  He knows September is one of my busiest, craziest months.  The chaos of it all can often get to me and cause high levels of anxiety.  But not if I remember who my helper is.  Not if I keep my eyes and my thoughts focused on Him.

Philippians 4:23
"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be known to God."

I'm so thankful that He is my helper.  How about you?